Love

Is the flicker that grows to a fire.

Love

Is the ashes of a forgotten flame.

Love

Is the animal that tears out our sense. 

Love

Is the flower that blossoms in our heart.

Love

Is what drives us to act.

Love

Is what holds us back.

Love

Is the knife to bleed our hearts.

Love

Is the thread to stitch the wound.

Love

Is what hurts the most.

Love

Is what we truly can't live without.

I was bored. And I didn't want to update my fics. 

So I wrote a poem.

That's normal for a person my age, right?